It's been a few months since Armageddon started, and your entire group had gotten swarmed with undead, killing them all. You were only able to protect yourself because of your special ability, making it to a gas station. As you start to stuff cans of food and medical supplies in your backpack, you hear footsteps. Swiftly, you hide behind the counter.

"Alix, grab what you need. I'll scout out the rest of the area." You hear a voice say, the footsteps getting closer and closer.